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I'll always be Joey, I suppose, to most of them. But I I thought Blair was different, you know. And the sobs get the best of the argument. I glances over at Vee puzzled, and Vee shrugs her shoulders. We drifts back as far as the door. "Poor Joey!" says Vee. "Is it straight," says I, "about her and Blair?" Vee nods. "Only he doesn't know," says she. "Then it's time he did," says I.
There was a couple of days left before the steamer sailed, and I'd just passed a resolution that Vee was to stay behind. Beyond that my program was vague. After I'd walked a dozen blocks it begun to get clearer.
Honest! And if you think a set of odd-shaded blue eyes can't light up and sparkle with diff'rent expressions, you should have seen hers. When she finishes and springs that folksy, chummy sort of smile well, take it from me, the hand she gets ain't any polite, halfway, for-charity's-sake applause. They just went to it strong, gloves or no gloves. "Isn't she bully?" whispers Vee.
No, I can't ask it of you." "Mr. Ellins will ask me, though, when he gets back," says I. "Besides, I don't mind. Maybe you are a little overweight, but I'm beginnin' to suspect you're a reg'lar person, after all; and if I can qualify as a guide " Say, don't let on to Vee, but that's where I got hugged.
And I must have been stallin' along that line for a week or more until the forenoon when Vee blows in unexpected durin' a shoppin' trip and announces that I may take her out to luncheon. "Fine!" says I. "Just as soon as I give two more letters to Miss Casey."
"Oh!" says I. "The impossible beast? Probably as good as he deserves." Then we sat a while longer. "Little Richard was getting very fond of him," Vee breaks out again. "Uh-huh," says I. We went upstairs earlier than usual. There wasn't so much to do about gettin' ready no givin' Buddy a last run outside, or makin' him shake a good night with his paw, or seein' that he had water in his dish.
Creighton," says Vee. "Hadn't we, Torchy?" "Uh-huh," says I. "Quite flattering, I'm sure," puts in Clyde, smilin' sarcastic, while Auntie shoots a doubtful look at me. But we hung around just the same, and before ten o'clock Creighton announces that he must really be going. "Me too," says I, cheerful. "I'll ride down with you if you don't mind." "Oh, charmed!" says Clyde.
Talks like she thought gettin' married was some game like issuin' long-term bonds maturin' about 1950." "If you only knew how stupid and dull it's going to be for me there!" says Vee, poutin'. "With you that far off," says I, "New York ain't goin' to seem so gay for a certain party." "I suppose I must go, though," says Vee. "I don't get it," says I. "Oh, but I must," says she.
We're gettin' along fine, Vee and me; that is, so far as we've gone. Course there's 'steen diff'rent varieties of Vee; but I'm strong for all of 'em. So there's no room for tragedy there. But when it comes to this case of Mr. Robert and a certain party!
Seems to me I ought to be mistered to-day. Someone ought to do it, anyway." "Why to-day any more than yesterday?" asks Vee. I waits until the dinin'-room steward has faded, and then I remarks haughty: "Maybe it ain't come to you that I'm a near-plute now." "Pooh!" says Vee. "You're not a bit richer than I am." "Boy, page the auditin' committee!" says I. "How strong do you tally up?"
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